[In a low voice.] You must have no heart at all.
Alec.
[Icily.] If I had, I certainly should not bring it to Portman Square. That sentimental organ would be surely out of place in such a neighbourhood.
Lucy.
[Gets up and goes to him.] Oh, why do you treat me as if we were strangers? How can you be so cruel?
Alec.
[Gravely.] Don't you think that flippancy is the best refuge from an uncomfortable position. We should really be much wiser merely to discuss the weather.
Lucy.
[Insisting.] Are you angry because I came?
Alec.